Love's Calling

QUIETLY as rosebuds  
 Talk to thin air,  
Love came so lightly  
 I knew not he was there.  
 
Quietly as lovers  
 Creep at the middle noon,  
Softly as players tremble  
 In the tears of a tune;  
 
Quietly as lilies  
 Their faint vows declare,  
Came the shy pilgrim:  
 I knew not he was there.  
 
Quietly as tears fall  
 On a warm sin,  
Softly as griefs call  
 In a violin;  
 
Without hail or tempest,  
 Blue sword or flame,  
Love came so lightly  
 I knew not that he came.